WEAKNESS OR STRENGTH

Weakness or Strength?

Sometimes your biggest weakness can become your biggest strength. Take, for example, the story of one 10-year-old boy who decided to study judo despite the fact that he had lost his left arm in a devastating car accident.
The boy began lessons with an old Japanese judo master. The boy was doing well, so he couldn't understand why, after three months of training the master had taught him only one move.
"Sensei," the boy finally said, "Shouldn't I be learning more moves?"
"This is the only move you know, but this is the only move you'll ever need to know," the sensei replied.
Not quite understanding, but believing in his teacher, the boy kept training.
Several months later, the sensei took the boy to his first tournament. Surprising himself, the boy easily won his first two matches. The third match proved to be more difficult, but after some time, his opponent became impatient and charged; the boy deftly used his one move to win the match. Still amazed by his success, the boy was now in the finals.
This time, his opponent was bigger, stronger, and more experienced. For a while, the boy appeared to be overmatched. Concerned that the boy might get hurt, the referee called a time-out. He was about to stop the match when the sensei intervened.
"No," the sensei insisted, "Let him continue."
Soon after the match resumed, his opponent made a critical mistake: he dropped his guard. Instantly, the boy used his move to pin him. The boy had won the match and the tournament. He was the champion.
On the way home, the boy and sensei reviewed every move in each and every match. Then the boy summoned the courage to ask what was really on his mind.
"Sensei, how did I win the tournament with only one move?"
"You won for two reasons," the sensei answered. "First, you've almost mastered one of the most difficult throws in all of judo. And second, the only known defense for that move is for your opponent to grap your left arm."
The boy's biggest weakness had become his biggest strength.

NAMMA THALAIVAR!!!!

Rajini's Popularity
 
There is a popular story saying that wherever you go, you will find atleast a Rajinikanth fanHere is an interesting new story...!Rajinikanth was bragging to Jayalalitha one day, "You know, I know everyone there is to know. Just name someone, anyone, and I know them."Tired of his boasting, Jayalalitha called his bluff, "OK, Rajini how about Tom Cruise?" "Sure, yes, Tom and I are old friends, and I can prove it" Rajini said.So Rajini and Jayalalitha fly out to Hollywood and knock on Tom Cruise's door, and sure enough, Tom Cruise shouts "Thalaiva! Great to see you! You and your friend come right in and join me for lunch!". Although impressed, Jayalalitha is still skeptical.After they leave Cruise's house, she tells Rajini that she thinks Rajini knowing Cruise was just lucky. "No, no, just name anyone else" Rajini says. "President Bush", Jayalalitha quickly retorts. "Yes", Rajini says, "I know him, let's fly out to Washington". And off they go. At the White House, Bush spots Rajini on the tour and motions him, saying, "Rajini, what a surprise, I was just on my way to a meeting, but you and your friend come on in and let's have a cup of coffee first and catch up". Well, Jayalalitha is very shaken by now, but still not totally convinced.After they leave the White House grounds, she expresses his doubts to Rajini who again implores her to name anyone else. "The Pope", Jayalalitha replies. "Sure!" says Rajini, "My folks are from Poland and I've known the Pope a long time". So off they fly to Rome.Rajini and Jayalalitha are assembled with the masses in Vatican Square when Rajini says, "This will never work. I can't catch the Pope's eye among all these people. Tell you what, I know all the guards so let me just go upstairs and I'll come out on the balcony with the Pope." And he disappears into the crowd headed toward the Vatican. Sure enough, half an hour later Rajini emerges with the Popeon the balcony. But by the time Rajini returns, he finds that Jayalalitha had a Heart Attack and is surrounded by paramedics.Working his way to Jayalalitha's side, Rajini asks her, "What happened?"Jayalalitha looks up and says, "I was doing fine until you and the Pope came out on the balcony and the man next to me said, Who's that on the balcony with Rajini?"

ONE DAY@THE RTO

ONE DAY@ THE RTO

I was there bcoz I was tooooooo lazy to take a Xerox.I was there at the RTO to get my learner’s license.Not bcoz I neva had one but bcoz I had lost my previous one.I had a lot of belief in myself that I would never possibly lose anything in my possession but I remember my frns  tellin me abt the license..dei Xerox eduthu vecheko daa.. to b on the safe side….but I never really bothered….n then when I wanted to go for my license I lost my learners!!
It was a pathetic feelin coz I had previously ridiculed my own friend for losing his learners…Newayz I ain’t typin this to talk abt my trip to the RTO but the harrowing experiences tht ppl like u n me go thru at govt offices n to get  my friends views on corruption…n here begins one day@the RTO…

If I remember the date correctly it was on 29th dec…had jus gotten up from bed abt 15 mins ago…heard a distant familiar hum of a scooter…was sippin on my cup of coffee when I suddenly  realized that I had planned to go to the RTO that day!!
I heard a friendly voice call out from my gate…dei hari come quickly!!
OMG!!had to hurry..esp coz m know to keep up my words n always b on time…
So I quickly washed mon visage n left..it was December n to travel in the morning hours with chill winds blowing against us was testing in itself..did’nt know that the worse was yet to come….

At the RTO everthing started of quite well…excepting for the fact that I was not able to renew my lost learners..they said ,I  needed to tell them the 10 digit code number that was present in my lost license..now how do u expect me to know that?? I wanted to ask…nevertheless losing it was my mistake..accepted.I filled in the forms..yes the standard set n was waitin in the queue…havin paid the amount we were to go and meet the inspector in another room who would give us the learners..Nothin new to us….was expectin it to get over pretty soon….


At the inspectors room I was quite annoyed by the presence of brokers they seemed to hav no queues n weren’t asked 4 anthyin wat so ever…the money did the talking .. I guess... people with lotz of money n no brains approached  de brokers to get things done quickly…equivalent of speed post at RTO probably…was our turn next..two of my friends who had come with me got their learners…then came my turn…the inse said “thambi enna pa formals le varaleya” …excuse me..hav I come for an interview??..
Go and change ur dress n then come…he said coolly..
DEI....hav come this distance da!!..u want me to go back n change my clothes..jackass give me my learners now da…was wat I wanted to say…but due to social compulsions tried to coax him..saar plz only this time saar….but the ass kept repeating the same thing…
So I took my frns scooter..shooted home n returned to the RTO..only to find the inspector telling me,, sorry pa time’s up 4 2day..come tomorrow…if only I had the indecency to foul mouth ppl in public…che…I felt sunk….
Oh god shld I come this distance again tomorrow??..bloody hell!!!
Could have just bribed tht guy thru the broker I thought..but my consciousness would not let me…
Things had to go on..took in my stride..went the next day n got my license…the inspector smirked…I felt powerless..cant anything b done abt this…accepted that it was my mistake to have come in informals but I should’nt hav been humiliated like this…
Terrific start to the new year I thought…returned home,switched on my television…headlines today…government servants caught on video accepting bribes…..perhaps I thought....this is the best way things get done in India…

As South Asians took root around the world and their local movie culture avidly followed them, one could hear Rahman’s music even if it didn’t puncture the consciousness: as background music in restaurants and posh stores, in the very beat of certain neighborhoods, and of course in the movies that occasionally broke out of Desi ghettos. Lagaan, the insurgent epic centered on an Anglo-Indian cricket match, was nominated for the Best Foreign-Language Film Oscar. Again Rahman’s work went uncited — though not, by Western film cultists, unappreciated. As they discovered India’s pop cinema, they realized that along with the ferocious emoting and delirious dances, there was a master composer — the man Indians call the Mozart of Madras.

And tht's y this day is special.May his rahmantic music rule the souls of music lovers the world over.
P_S
sorry 4 the belated wishes thalai!! 

It's hightime we realise the condition of our brothers n sisters in the other parts of the world.i hope this pic will serve as a remainder for this purpose..let us take the following pledge..

Dear God,
I promise I will never waste my food no matter how bad it can taste and how full I may be. I pray that He will protect this little boy, guide and deliver him away from his misery. I pray that we will be more sensitive towards the world around us and not be blinded by our own selfish nature and interests. I hope this picture will always serve as a reminder to us that how fortunate we are and that we must never ever take things for granted. Forward this to our friends. On this good day. Let's make a prayer for the suffering in anywhere anyplace around the globe and send this friendly reminder to others Think & look at this...when you complain about your food and the food we wasted daily....